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Greg Prince and Jason Fry
Faith and Fear in Flushing made its debut on Feb. 16, 2005, the brainchild of two longtime friends and lifelong Met fans.

Greg Prince discovered the Mets when he was 6, during the magical summer of 1969. He is a Long Island-based writer, editor and communications consultant. Contact him here.

Jason Fry is a Brooklyn writer whose first memories include his mom leaping up and down cheering for Rusty Staub. Check out his other writing here.

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The Book on Facebook

I'm still a little dim on things like this, but I somehow managed to add a Facebook page for Faith and Fear in Flushing: An Intense Personal History of the New York Mets here. Become a fan, get updates, post your thoughts on the book and do some of that social networking I keep hearing […]

Team Building Exercise '99

Welcome to Flashback Friday: I Saw The Decade End, a milestone-anniversary salute to the New York Mets of 1969, 1979, 1989 and 1999. Each week, we immerse ourselves in or at least touch upon something that transpired within the Metsian realm 40, 30, 20 or 10 years ago. Amazin’ or not, here it comes.

A couple […]

We Rooted Better

A staple of every book I ever read about Tom Seaver and every article I ever read about Doc Gooden in his prime was the testimony of a teammate who said he and everybody else played better behind their ace. Fielders were more confident, more on their toes, just sharper. Interesting to me that the […]

The Heartless Part

Duaner Sanchez is gone. Pedro Martinez isn't coming back. You have to steel yourself and say that's how it should be.

Baseball's civil war between intuition and statistics, between jocks and geeks, can be reduced with only moderate oversimplification into a struggle between Heart and Head.

Heart thinks of the past. Heart offers odes to grit and […]

Goner Sanchez

Adam Rubin reports Duaner Sanchez has been released. He wasn’t getting anybody out this spring, sort of like he wasn’t getting too many out last year. The party line is the release came now so he would have time to catch on with another team. Of course that’s mostly nonsense. By cutting him before March […]

Our Days Got Numbered

Welcome to Flashback Friday: I Saw The Decade End, a milestone-anniversary salute to the New York Mets of 1969, 1979, 1989 and 1999. Each week, we immerse ourselves in or at least touch upon something that transpired within the Metsian realm 40, 30, 20 or 10 years ago. Amazin’ or not, here it comes.

One supposes […]

When the Future Has Its Say on Shea

While my curiosity and maybe even my enthusiasm regarding the next ballpark where any of us has yet to see a ballgame inches ever wider, I used Wednesday night as the launching pad for my latest trip in the other temporal direction, to the team I never saw and the park where I never saw […]

My Country 'Tis of The Mets

“South Carolina,” declared John Rutledge, the fair colony’s delegate to the second Continental Congress on the occasion of that body’s 380th meeting, 7 June, 1776, “that is our country.” At least he said so in 1776, the restored director’s cut. As Rutledge was portrayed as a foe of American independence (and not big on the […]

My Patriotism Is Suspect

Send me to Baseball Gitmo — because I'm not rooting for the U.S. in the World Baseball Classic.

I'm not rooting for anybody else, either. I'm rooting for the whole thing to be snowed out or cancelled because of economic ruin.

Is there a worse idea than the World Baseball Classic? Let's count the ways in which […]

No News Is…OUCH!

We have a saying around our house: We don't want to be on News 12.

In the first three years we lived here, our neighborhood was featured on Long Island's cable news outlet five times that I can remember for reasons that had nothing to do with a plethora of National Merit Scholars or our rousing […]